Been a son by Nirvana
What's the season of love if you can't have anything?
What's the reason of love if you can lose everything?
What's the meaning of love? It's a crime if anything.
What's the meaning of love? It's a crime it's a crime.
How can a culture can forget it's plan of yesterday.
And you swear it's not a trend doesn't matter anyway.
There's no need to talk to friends nothin' new is everyday.
You could sh*t upon the stairs,
You'll be friends
All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly.
Should it subtlety irritate, keep it movin' equally.
Not to know is just the fact, we're a problem nowadays
An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway.
All the kids will eat it up, if it's packaged properly
Still the son will imitate, keep it fallin' equally
Not to know is just the facts, we're worse nowadays.
An idea is what we lack, doesn't matter anyway
Hey? hey? hey? hey? hey? hey?
- Been a son Lyrics